Jiuniang looked at her former sister, who looked like a ghost, and she felt fear and despair.
She pushed it away with all her strength, got up, and walked out of the village.
The sister from the same village followed her step by step.
She said: "Jiuniang, take me away."
Jiuniang smiled coldly, "You have to take out all my heart and lungs before you give up. Are you willing to do that?"
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Jiuniang is gone.
The fate of the sister from the same village is very sad.
She was sold to a casual cultivator by her parents and has been giving birth to children for the casual cultivator.
Unfortunately, it's a girl every time.
As long as it is a female baby, the casual cultivators will destroy it with their own hands.
Until she gave birth to a boy, it was her eighth child.
She is in her thirties and looks like an old person.
After giving birth to a boy, her husband held the boy in his arms and smiled so happily, ignoring her lying in a pool of blood.
She is going to die.
Before she died, what she was thinking about was not her children or her husband, but Jiuniang who was kind to her.
She never regretted what she had done, but she missed Jiuniang very much.
That was the only warmth in her life.
I heard that Jiuniang became a soldier and even a general.
I heard that Jiuniang planned to rebel.
I heard that Jiuniang succeeded in usurping the throne.
I heard that Jiuniang is going to change the "Imperial Law" and change the law about cutting the pubic area of baby girls.
Women also have the right to practice.
Jiuniang, you are doing well.
I'm still as bad as ever.
She is dying.
The husband held the child in his arms and flirted with the young girl.
The girl was born with pretty features, but she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she admired Jiuniang very much.
The husband said to the girl, now that you have a son, you will not have to suffer the sin of having children in the future.
At this moment, she suddenly realized that her husband, who had always been ruthless and cruel, was not without feelings, but she would never be his love.
She is just a fertility tool.
The husband held the child in one hand and held the young girl's hand in the other, walking towards the bright sunshine outside the house.
She coughed violently and stretched out her hand towards the light, but in the end she could only pull it down weakly.
Life.
It's all fate.
Jiuniang, I miss you.
Is it an illusion?
Jiuniang appeared against the light. She was dressed like a man in a bright yellow dragon robe, and her brows were full of heroic spirit.
She walked to the bed of her sister from the same village, stepping on the blood on the floor.
Jiuniang knelt down, stretched out her hand, and gently closed the eyes of her village sister who was still staring at death.
"Have a good journey," Jiuniang said.
Jiuniang, do you hate me?
Don't hate.
Just pitiful.
It is not only a personal tragedy, but also a tragedy for this era.
Jiuniang's fate was tragic. She was kicked off the throne and her head was pierced by thousands of arrows and hung on the city wall.
But, from now on, women can also practice.
Gradually, countless women of prominence appear, and countless women like Jiuniang strive to improve themselves.
Their attainments in cultivation are not inferior to those of men or anyone else!
When Jiuniang approaches the moon, there are more mournful songs.
Jiuniang's life was full of misfortunes and ups and downs. It was really miserable.
At the Overlord's Feast, Ye Qingcheng stopped when she heard Gu Rongzhao's words and looked at Gu Rongzhao coldly.
"The three songs of Jiuniang are the lamentations of the approaching moon, the excitements of wine, and the joys of the storm. Lord Gu doesn't know something. At this moment, Lord Gu is so ignorant and ignorant that he is really ugly and ugly." Ye Qingcheng taught people.
He was also extremely sinister. Gu Rongzhao glared angrily, but he also knew what was going on and did not dare to speak any more.
Ye Qingge and Ye Qingcheng are two people, one is more eloquent than the other, not only because of their age, not because of their female superiority, but they are both upright and energetic, comparable to teenagers.
When Ye Qingcheng saw that Gu Rongzha stopped talking, he immediately moved his long legs and walked forward.
Ye Qingcheng seems to be smiling but not smiling, and the breath is cold.
She walked towards Qingge gradually, her back as straight as a green pine, like a sword standing on an ancient mountain.
Walking to the throne of the two dragons, Ye Qingcheng knelt down on one knee holding Fu Xiqin, lowered his head slightly and lowered his eyes, and said softly: "Master, Qingcheng has come all the way to Dongzhou. I wish my lord unparalleled youth and health, and I will be with you in Dongzhou."
It is truly an honor for the Lord. Qingcheng has specially brought us a song of great ambition and tragic autumn. My Lord, are you willing to listen to it?"
Qingge looked at Ye Qingcheng in front of her with a rather dazed expression and sighed softly.
Paranoid people are extreme fools.
Hopelessly stupid.
Ye Qingcheng recognized her as her master and practiced hard, because the higher Ye Qingcheng's strength and status were, the more others would respect Ye Qingge.
Ye Qingcheng must have learned about the affairs of the Wang family clan, and came to Dongzhou to put up such a show just to support her.
Ye Qingcheng wanted to use the feast of the Overlord of Dongzhou to inform everyone in the heaven of gods that she, Ye Qingcheng, would be with Ye Qingge no matter when and where.
If you want to use Ye Qingge, you have to consider whether you can withstand the wrath of her Ye Qingge.
With friends like this, what do you want in this life?
How lucky she is!
Lucky for three lives!
Qingge's eyes were slightly red and moist, but she smiled even more openly.
She rested her elbows on the armrests of the chair, supported the side of her face with her fingertips, smiled slightly, and her brows became even more evil and bright.
She has bright eyes and white teeth, eyebrows as dark as red, rosy red lips, and long silver-white hair, like a fiery red shirt.
This feeling, this scene, this beauty, are more than just picturesque?
The light song was elegant, noble and elegant, and he nodded slowly and said: "Chu Geqiu, this song is suitable for the occasion and can be played!"
Ye Qingcheng lowered her head and lowered her eyes, stood up and bowed back, retreated to the center of the banquet, and sat on the ground, wearing white clothes like snow piles.
A piece of music without strings, the autumn song of Chu, high aspirations, soaring to the sky.
The god of the piano rises, the long sound falls, and returns with the wind.
Everyone's blood was aroused, as if they had gone back to their youthful and frivolous days, with their grand plans and ambitions, and the three dreams of spring and autumn.
"May my lord's ambition be peaceful, may my lord Chu Ge be prosperous, may my lord Dongzhou be hegemonic."
Ye Qingcheng's voice is cold and cold, coupled with this passionate tone, it makes people want to bring up swords and fight on the battlefield endlessly.
At the end of the song, Ye Qingcheng stood up.
"Give me a seat for the Ye Qin God." He sang softly, clapping his palms, and his eyes were charming, "What a beautiful song of Chu, and he is worthy of being the Night Qin God of Huanyue Temple."
"My Lord's joy is the joy of Qingcheng." Ye Qingcheng smiled lightly.
He sang softly for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.
She laughed crazily and hysterically, showing her white teeth.
Many years have passed, and Ye Qingcheng remains the same.
Paranoid as ever.
When Qingge mentioned offering a seat, the soldiers at the feast looked at Gu Rongzhao hesitantly and evasively. After Gu Rongzhao nodded, he moved a good table and chairs to Qingge's side.
Qing Ge also asked people to bring tables and chairs, which were all below her.
On the left, Liu Yaner, dressed in red, is charming and carrying the Waning Moon Sword. On the right, Ye Qingcheng, dressed in white, is coldly holding Fu Xiqin.
One on the left and one on the right, two completely different momentums, but they are so powerful that no one dares to disapprove!
Gu Rongzhao narrowed his eyes, and a soldier came over, bowed and whispered something in Gu Rongzhao's ear.
Gu Rongzha laughed loudly. After the laughter, he looked at Ye Jingfeng, pointing his finger at Ye Jingfeng, "Lord Ye, just now Jun Xiao's army found my Qiankun bracelet from you. Tell me, if you want
If you want, I will give it to you. Why do you have to... steal? Why do you have to be like a rooster and a dog?"